Complete Martial Arts Attributes Chapter 358: Look at you a long time ago!
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The shock of Ye Jixing and Lei Zhenting is not trivial.
The two of them stared at each other and didn't move for a long time. The shock in their hearts wasn't even a little bit.
"What are the eight-armed demons that the two said?" The Arima next to him always saw the two of them like this, and couldn't help asking.
The two suddenly recovered.
Ye Jixing said: "The Eight-armed Demon General Zulzi is a member of the Eight-armed Demon Race among the Dark Species, a warlord-level existence!"
At this moment, it was President Ma's turn to stare wide.
Hearing the identity of the eight-armed demon general, he felt like thunder rolling in his mind, feeling extremely incredible.
"Wang Teng snatched the weapon of a general-level powerhouse... Ha ha, this joke is not funny at all." General Manager Ma laughed.
"There should be nothing wrong, Lao Ye, take a look. The weapon has the word'Magic Que' on it, which is the name of the weapon of the eight-armed demon general Zulzi." At this time, Lei Zhenting took a deep breath. In a tone, said.
"Really!" Ye Jixing looked far away, and the generals' eyesight was extraordinary. He immediately saw the word'Magic Que' on the weapon, and he confirmed it right now.
"Then how did he grab it?" Mr. Ma asked in disbelief.
"Who knows!" Ye Jixing shrugged.
"This kid is a bit confusing." Lei Zhenting said with emotion.
……
While everyone was discussing the matter, the atmosphere on the ring was frozen.
Afterwards, Wang Teng said: "You continue to cut, cut as much as you like, and don't pay for it if you cut it off, really, don't lie to you!"
Zhao Yuanwu: "..."
He looked at the weapon in front of him, an inexplicable powerlessness surged into his heart.
MMP!
How to cut this!
The next moment, Zhao Yuanwu was furious, feeling that he was being played around and attacked even more frantically.
He uses secret methods, time is limited, and he must fight quickly.
Boom bang bang!
Wang Teng fought Zhao Yuanwu with the magic weapon Moque, and the roar continued.
Soon Zhao Yuanwu discovered that the battle knife in his hand was cracked.
Feng Shui turns around!
Now I am transferred to his house.
Zhao Yuanwu's face changed slightly, knowing that he couldn't fight any more, he suddenly retreated, panting slightly and said: "You are proud to be able to push me to this level."
Boom!
The horror sword burst out, and the flames filled the sky.
A huge flaming sword rose up into the sky, reaching a height of ten feet.
The audience looked at the ten-zhang sword light, their hearts were shocked, and their faces were full of shock.
Wang Teng's complexion was calm, no one noticed that deep in his eyes, there seemed to be flames burning.
A flaming knife is about to move, about to get out of its sheath!
At this moment, Zhao Yuanwu was bathed in flames, like a child of flame, holding a war knife, majestic and invincible.
Tiangang Flame Knife!
He swung his knife abruptly, and the ten-zhang sword light fell from the sky, and the flame shrouded from the sky and swallowed towards Wang Teng.
"Wang Teng is in danger!" everyone thought to himself, shocked.
Lin Chuhan bit her lips tightly, her hands turned pale.
"Tian-rank low-grade combat skills!!!" Peng Yuanshan suddenly stood up from his seat, stood on the edge of the auditorium, and looked down.
……
Boom!
At this moment, a terrifying aura erupted from Wang Teng's body, and the flames rose to the sky and hovered straight up.
Chang!
In the flames, a flame blade light seemed to slowly pull out from the scabbard.
Swordsman goes straight to the sky!
The flames crushed from Zhao Yuanwu's side were all attracted, included in the blade of light, and became the nourishment for the body of the blade.
If Zhao Yuanwu is the son of flame, then Wang Teng at this time is the king of flame.
Where the king has gone, bow his head!
Chang!
The sound of the long knife being unsheathed became louder.
Sword Intent!
Flaming knife intent!
At this moment, Wang Teng no longer hides, releasing the flame sword intent.
It's a long story, but it's just a few breaths.
As soon as Zhao Yuanwu's sword beam hit the top of his head, Wang Teng finally moved.
In an instant, the flame sword intent that had been brewing for a long time was completely unsheathed, and the horrible sword light slashed across the sky...
Zhao Yuanwu's sword light was instantly destroyed.
Everything is calm.
……
Quiet!
There is silence all around!
The flames on the arena seemed to have never appeared before. Only the inch and inch marks on the ground and the scorched black marks could prove what had just happened.
Everyone was in a deep shock, unable to recover for a long time.
Huh!
I don't know who took a breath, and then the whole dragon nest seemed to come alive, and the sound of an uproar went straight into the sky.
"It's incredible!"
"Is the real warrior so scary?"
"Can people really make that kind of attack?"
……
In the rest area of the first university, Ji Xiuming watched this game all the way. From the beginning he didn't care much, then he paid a little attention to it, and then to the current shock, he couldn't help but sighed: "Sword intent!"
Even he had to pay attention to Wang Teng.
Beside him, Mauna couldn't help but touch the back of her head, and said in surprise: "Is his strength so strong? It seems that I am not defeated wrongly."
Yu Tao's face is pale, and his heart is bitter. Originally, he wanted to teach Wang Teng in the ring and give a sigh for Mao Na.
Now it seems, fortunately, God didn't give him such a chance, otherwise he would really die miserably!
He lost to Zhao Yuanwu, and Zhao Yuanwu was defeated thoroughly in front of Wang Teng!
He, Zhao Yuanwu's defeated general, has what qualifications to teach Wang Teng?
On the other end, Ren Qingcang had no expression on his face. After watching the game, a gloom flashed in his eyes, and he immediately snorted coldly.
On the second floor of the auditorium, Ye Jixing was amazed: "This kid understands the meaning of the sword at a light grade. It's really amazing, hey, regret it, regret it. If I knew it, let him play on our Jixing martial arts hall. ."
"You can save the province. People must represent Huang Haijun Academy, and they will choose you." Lei Zhenting said.
"Even so, he is also a member of our Pole Star Martial Arts Hall. The SSS-level contract shows that I have foresight. Unlike you, everyone is stubborn, and it hurts to even get an SS-level contract. It's like something." Ye Jixing retorted, unwilling to show weakness.
……
Mr. Ma next to him watched the two big-time figures confuse each other like the aunts of the vegetable market, suddenly a little bit dumbfounded.
On the ring, Zhao Yuanwu was covered with scars and stab wounds, bursting out a lot of blood in an instant.
Puff!
He spouted a mouthful of blood, in a crazy state, unable to believe this fact, and shouted: "How is it possible, how could I lose to you like a clown, this is impossible..."
The long knife in his hand was broken, and he was staggered, but still reluctant to admit defeat, rushed to Wang Teng, brandishing the broken knife in an unruly manner, and his face was stern, showing how much the defeat hit him.
"Why bother!" Wang Teng shook his head with one hand behind him, his eyes with pity.
When Zhao Yuanwu approached, he slowly pulled out the hand that was behind him.
On that hand, a golden brick dazzled people's eyes!
"Stop!" A voice came from the audience.
Wang Teng was taken aback for a moment, but then he smashed it down without hesitation
Boom!
Brick face!
Don't hit other places, just hit the face exclusively.
Boom bang bang...
After a while, Wang Teng slowly got up, shook off his hair, and let out a sigh of relief: "Huh, I've seen you not pleasing to your eyes long ago!"